Della's POV
One… Two… Three… I couldn't remember how many times I read through the document I had in my hands. I even forgot what it was about, to begin with.
Since I left that day from the Dark Moon Pack being escorted by Haley, I had been lost in my thoughts and in a daze.
Jackson tried to cheer me up many times, but I remained stuck in this miserable and melancholy feeling.
I remembered repeatedly how Kylian denied rejecting Flora. All his begging, sweet talks, and touches were just for show. It's nothing! If he really loved me, he would have rejected her.
I scoffed at that thought and let out a bitter laugh. "What were you expecting, Della?" I asked myself, feeling such a fool to even think he'd do something that would make me really happy.